Magdalene

I exorcise my demons in a pool of wine
 Pool of wine
 That gentle pool of wine
 That gentle pool of wine
 Love letters written on her wrists
 Drawing a straight line from me to him
 She writes her music to relate
 Sometimes escape from the mental grasp and the anguish in its wake
 Life has never been easy, so she's calloused and hard
 Life has never been easy, so she's calloused and hard
 Depression romanticises itself like a lover, never a friend
 Depression romanticises itself like a lover, never a friend
 Or maybe I have stared too long at grey clouds and provided it comfort
 Or maybe I have stared too long at grey clouds and provided it comfort
 Please never forgive me
 I am lost and only you can see
 Please never forgive me
 I am lost and far from holy
 Please never forgive me
 I am lost and only you can see
 Please never forgive me
 I am lost and far from holy
 You died that night in my arms
 Your body pale and weak
 Headlights shine on your depression
 You didn't do this for attention